When Peyton was born oh so many moons ago, he had a small cyst in the hollow of his throat. It looked like a little pimple one could pop quite easily. However, the peditrician told me to leave it alone for fear of infection. Last year, we had scheduled him to have it removed, but the day of the surgery, while we were waiting on the doctor, Peyton had the greatest coughing spell known to man and they promptly (after 2 hours of waiting) cancelled it. We finally got our shit together enough to reschedule it and tomorrow is the big day.
I'm not nervous so much about the actual procedure itself. It's really quite simple, and an adult would have the cyst removed with local anethesia, however, a four year old runs the great chance of moving, and as such, they knock them out. And this is the part that bothers me. That slight, slight chance that something may happen with the anesthesia. I've never even been under, I hate for Peyton to be.
Thankfully, the procedure really shouldn't take that long, I'm guessing 30 minutes tops, so we won't have terribly long to worry. Send up your prayers for my little guy, please.